Through all those times
Trust is what I’ve learnt.
Yet when a different story was told
From the mouth of one I trust
I’m no longer sure anymore.
Believing in what was given.
Yet all was totally shattered
With just a mere single line;
Has everything been too beautiful, too perfect?
That all could have been so as said.
But a hard knock of the truth
Has broken all that ‘fantasy’
One that I’m starting to doubt.
When starting all over again was decided.
Yet trying to erase that spoken truth
Was ‘the’ care and assurance;
Making me fall back to where I once was.
That I may leave that state of confusion.
As much as I wanted to give my belief
I realized I couldn’t
Can I still lean fully on this impression I once had?
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